Luca's POV
"Thank you", Mara sighed with relief, when Carlo left the room. "You're welcome, bambina", I said, sitting down next to her. "Okay, I need to ask", I exhaled, "Why does ma call you Bella?", I questioned curiously. "I don't know", she shrugged softly, dipping me up a plate. I knew it was for me, because she would never put that much food for herself. "Are you okay with being called that?", I asked, noticing how she had cringed earlier when my mother said it.
Mara shrugged, "No, not particularly. But, if it's only her, then it is okay", she said. "You are okay with being called a name you don't like, just because it is my mother?", I asked, surprised. She nodded, "Yes, if it makes her happy. Then I can deal with it", she murmured. "Why don't you like the nick-name?", I question
